Chapter 150 The Lower Class
Half an hour later, they stopped somewhere in the southern part of the city.
Compared to the other areas of Jadeborough, the southern part of the city was an old area that was less developed.
It was filled with old and dilapidated buildings, while the streets were littered with roadside stalls.
Usually, the rich seldom frequented the area.
Therefore, when the red Lamborghini stopped by the roadside, it attracted everyone’s attention. Many of the youths there even blew wolf whistles at it.
Furthermore, when Josephine got out of the car, all the males there were mesmerized.
After all, her looks and figure were no less inferior than that of movie actresses.
In fact, her attractiveness actually surpassed them, which explained the fact that she had plenty of suitors before she married Jonathan.
Even after she married him, many of her suitors continued to stalk and cling to her.
However, when everyone saw Jonathan appear beside Josephine, all of them looked at him with disdain.
Sheesh! Another beauty wasted on a beast!
“Darling, the barbeque from that stall is supposed to be very delicious. Shall we head there?” Jonathan ignored the gazes that fell upon them. In truth, there weren’t any new stalls in the area.
All he wanted to do was to take Josephine out for a meal so that she could take her mind off her problems.
“Let’s go!”
Josephine nodded before both of them headed to the roadside stall.
“Sir, ten skewers each of grilled mutton, duck, and beef please,” Jonathan randomly ordered before taking his seat.
They hadn’t been seated for long when a pot-bellied, middle-aged man and his skimpily dressed female companion walked past them. Just as they were passing by, the young lady pinched her nose and remarked, “Darling, let’s not eat here because this place is just too dirty. Look, only those of the lower class patronize this place. I refuse to dine at a place like this!”
Lower class?
Just as she spoke, the faces of everyone seated there drastically changed.
Just when many of their tempers were about to flare, they noticed the middle-aged man’s Maybach parked by the side. Given that it was worth millions, they could only force themselves to swallow their anger.
They were left with no choice as they knew they couldn’t afford to offend someone who drove a Maybach.
“It’s indeed too filthy here!” The middle-aged man waved a hand in front of his nose, as if there was a stench in the air. “And here I thought there was something special here to eat. Forget it; I’ll take you to a proper fine dining restaurant instead.”
With that, the middle-aged man put his arm around his companion’s waist as they headed back to the Maybach.
As they walked off, the lady gave the middle-aged man a kiss. Then, she remarked coquettishly, “I knew you were the best!”
Muacks!
“Let’s go quickly and stay away from these people. Otherwise, they’ll just dirty our clothes.”
Both of them spoke without any attempt to lower their voices at all.
It was clear they didn’t care about the feelings of those who heard what they said.
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